Superboy blinked, clearly caught off guard as he processed her words, his brows knitting slightly as he searched her face. "Wait...not completely female?" he echoed, trying to piece it together, a mix of curiosity and concern in his voice. After a moment, he gave a small, almost awkward smile. "I guess I'm not entirely sure what that means... Your outfit..." He meant costume, but he didn't want to break character.
The dancer bit her lip again, gently running her hands over his chest. "Mentally, I'm feeling female. I'm presenting female. But physically?" Nervously, she took his hand, guiding it between her thighs to the obvious bulge inside of her skimpy thong. She didn't hold his hand there long, just enough for him to realize what he meant. "Everything else about me is female. Except that."















